…but not at any of these places…
Check out the way that dog is just chillin’ with his brew, and, inexplicably, with his football helmet.
Oh my… I’m going to leave this one alone, save to say, why do these little shitholes always insist on knowing how “I” like it??
We three G’s of orient are… would you eat at a place called the Three G’s? By the way, this is on the edge of the ghetto, so it’s likely that these G’s have little street cred.
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